The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

"Brother, you can get more strength now." An Yuhan also came on stage and nudged An Xijie's back with his elbow.

Then he ran towards Meng Zimo happily, "Momo."

Meng Zimo hugged An Yuhan tightly, her face full of joy, "Xiaohan, long time no see." She reached out and patted her on the back.

Relieve the endless longing for her.

Meng Zimo did not invite a bridesmaid this time because it was early at the hotel. She had talked to An Yuhan about it, and An Yuhan was willing, but Meng Zimo was concerned about her health.

Meng Zimo was busy throughout the whole process. Since her cousin helped her carry the gift bag, when Chenyu came to pick her up at night, his cousin blocked the door and asked for red envelopes.

Chen Yuye and a group of people swarmed in. Meng Zimo sat at the end of the bed like a beautiful fairy, sitting upright with her graceful figure. The delicate features on her face, coupled with the professional technique of the makeup artist, showed her beauty to the fullest.

"Wife, you are so beautiful." This was the most straightforward sentence Chen Yuye said while kneeling on one knee with flowers in his hands.

His eyes never left Meng Zimo's face, and it was Xuan Ran's shouting, "Find your shoes quickly," that brought him back to his senses.

Chen Yuye just took the money to do the job and bribed his cousin Meng Zimo.

The wedding ended at one o'clock in the afternoon. All the guests were seated, leaving only a few of them on the stage.

"Oh my! Now that you've brought her home, are you still holding on to her?" An Xijie looked at Chen Yuye who was still looking at Meng Zimo and An Yuhan with an obsessed look on his face and greeted them.

As long as Meng Zimo put her hands at her sides, he would hold them tightly.

Just as Meng Zimo put her hand down from An Yuhan, she felt the warmth of Chen Yuye on her hand.

Chen Yuye glanced at An Xijie unhappily, "What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

An attitude that says I have something you don't.

An Xijie pursed his lips and nodded, not daring to say anything.

"You guys go sit down quickly!" Meng Zimo said to An Yuhan and the others.

Looking at the guests filling the entire grassland, Meng Zimo exclaimed, there are too many people!

"How is it? Are you tired?" Looking at the few people sitting down, Chen Yuye withdrew his gaze and fell on Meng Zimo's face again.

He took her slender hand and rubbed it. After all, the process had been completed and they had not had a rest since early morning.

Chen Yuye was worried that she couldn't handle it.

The wedding banquet ended at around twelve o'clock in the evening.

Chen Yuye and Meng Zimo held hands and saw off the guests at the hotel entrance.

"Professor, we will treat you to dinner next time." Meng Zimo saw the professor coming out of the wedding banquet, and Chen's parents were also saying goodbye to their business partners on the other side.

"That's enough for today. Be well with you two. I'm happy that my two favorite students can be together." The professor squinted his eyes happily and patted Chen Yuye's shoulder.

His kind and friendly appearance makes people feel approachable. He exudes a gentle and refined temperament. Apart from the wrinkles on his face, his skin is very white, giving people a clean feeling.

"I will." Chen Yuye said as he looked at Meng Zimo. When their eyes met, Meng Zimo blushed.

"Then I'll go first. Your teacher's wife is waiting for me at home!" After saying goodbye to the professor, Meng Zimo stared at his departing car for a long time, unable to come back to her senses.

"Mo'er, your uncle and I will go back to the hotel first!" Meng's mother and Meng Zimo's uncles came out of the banquet together. Meng Zimo was disturbed by her mother's voice.

She collected her wandering thoughts and said, "Mom, won't you wait a little longer?" Meng Zimo looked at the many guests, many of whom she didn't recognize.

"We have already greeted your father's friends. Your cousin and the others are still here. Your uncle and I will take your grandparents back first."

Meng's mother and Meng Zimo's aunt were each supporting an elderly person, and her uncle was walking in front and wanted to stop a car.

After seeing this, Chen Yuye asked the driver at the door to send the four people back first, "Moer, happy wedding, uncle is waiting for you to come back to your hometown for dinner, you boy, be good to my little girl." The uncle walked up to Chen Yuye and the other man and patted Chen Yuye's tall shoulders.

After looking at Meng Zimo again, he happily gave some instructions, then walked towards the car with a smile, opened the back door, and waited for the old man to get in.

"Grandpa, grandma, are you full?" Meng Zimo let go of Chen Yuye's hand and took the hands of the two elderly people, rubbing them constantly.

"I'm full. My precious granddaughter must be happy, okay?" The old man laughed. He never closed his mouth today and was so happy that he couldn't contain himself.

"Your grandfather is so happy today. He feels relieved when he sees you two, a handsome couple." Grandma was very happy from the bottom of her heart when she saw her grandfather smiling.

He is also very satisfied with his grandson-in-law Chen Yuye. His grandfather is a person who cares about appearance. Ever since he saw Chen Yuye, he has been sighing that his precious granddaughter should find a man with good looks, character and family background.

"I know, thank you grandpa and grandma."

Watching the two old people get into the car and leave, Meng Zimo felt quite satisfied with the day.

With the blessings from her relatives and friends, she felt very satisfied.

An Yuhan and An Xijie were the last to leave. An Xijie sent Xuan Ran home first and then came back because An Yuhan wanted to take his car home.

Xuan Ran had to go to work tomorrow, so An Xijie sent her home early.

The only people left in the entire hotel were the newlyweds and the An family siblings.

Meng Zimo and An Yuhan attacked the hotel piano.

Meng Zimo just quietly enjoyed An Yuhan playing the piano. After all, she hadn't heard it for a long time, and it was really heartwarming.

Before Meng Zimo came back to her senses, An Yuhan stood behind her and pressed her shoulders, "Are you tired?"

"Well, very tired."

Before Meng Zimo could answer An Yuhan, Chen Yuye and An Xijie had already taken care of the banquet.

"Let's go!"

"Xiaohan."

Chen Yuye and An Xijie's voices sounded almost at the same time.

"You should go back soon!" Meng Zimo patted An Yuhan who was still rubbing her shoulders.

"Then I'll go back first, and we'll make an appointment tomorrow."

"it is good."

After watching the two leave, Chen Yuye walked over and rubbed her shoulders.

"My lady, please return to the palace!"

Chen Yuye looked at the tired state of the little woman under her delicate makeup and couldn't help but teasing her.

Meng Zimo pouted and said, "I can't walk anymore. My feet hurt. Hold me." She stretched out her fair hands and hooked them around Chen Yuye's neck.

Her delicate tone is just like a fairy.

"You little devil, are you seducing me again?"

Chen Yuye smiled teasingly, scratched her little nose, and picked her up sideways.

"I'm not seducing you, I'm just teasing you directly." Meng Zimo rested her soft arms on Chen Yuye's neck. His strong chest was firm and attractive.

Meng Zimo said this because three buttons on the collar of Chen Yuye's white shirt were undone, and no one knew where his tie had gone.